Chapter 30:

Chapter 30:

Author Note: Here ya go!

If you wanna read ahead what I have done so far be sure to check my patren!

So far I'm ten chapters ahead! Chapter 39 /cornbringer

After a poll with my Patreons, they have decided to make chapters even longer OWO

So after chapter 40 expect an increase of at least 500 words UwU

And so wedding night started, the big point changer in my story, where I had to accept my new life as it was with all its ups and downs. I can't keep running from things that don't match my understanding of my past laws, I was whether I liked it or not in a new world, and they were things that were expected of me.

This of course would've been easier if it wasn't because my Ravens had warmed the bed for me, filling it with what they called soft feathers, as the whispered in my mind several mating rituals, to ensure... let's forget it.

Of course I ignored them.

All I could do was accept my unavoidable destiny, so with that in mind I decided to get to know Daenerys as as I could before we consummated our marriage, but getting to know someone in less than ten minutes was impossible to say the least, for her I was stranger, for me she was someone I read about, we were basically in the same position, in the unknown, but for her it was more difficult, her brother practically sold her for an army.

Would she end up as mad as she did on the TV series? Or would my presence in this world prevent such development?

"I it will hurt," I sighed, I had experience with women in my past life, but I never made love to a virgin, all I knew was what I have heard or read about, "I will be a gentle as I can,"

Daenerys shifted uncomfortably, not knowing what to say, she had yet to give me consent, and no matter what I was not gonna take that step without consent.

"I won't do anything if you are not comfortable," I smiled trying to sound as soothing as possible, "I know that I'm a stranger for you, and frankly it's not easy,"

Daenerys looked at me for a second before she smiled, "No I want to do this,"

And our marriage started with a kiss.

*CAW I knew warming the bed and making is softer with our feather was the best idea! Hurray! Ravens for the win!*

I don't know how many hours we were in our room, consummating our marriage, but time started to feel loose of meaning.

I was in the bed, looking at my wife, as she eyed with curiosity the dragon eggs that I bought, that were originally intended for her.

"I always wanted to see a dragon," Daenerys smiled.

Life might surprise you, life might, "One day you might, who knows?"

Daenerys looked at me as she put the egg back in the box, "That sounds like a dream,"

"Yes my king?" I inquired, not knowing why he was so angry.

"You are my loyal subject right?!" Viserys inquired angrily.

I nodded in response, "I am your majesty,"

"Then, if I ordered you to kill your son, should I need it? Would you do it?!" Viserys inquired, grinning like a mad man.

I would not, I have hurt my son enough already, but I had to play the part, and it's not like I could beat him, something about my son , something about his glare at me yesterday made me feel a beast was hunting me, "I would your majesty,"

"Good, I might need it, if he keeps disrespecting his superiors, who does he think he is, speaking like that to a King, speaking like that to a dragon!" Viserys hissed in anger.

Unbeknownst to them an incredibly wise raven was listening to their conversation, "Hrmmm. To inform the great cornbringer of this I have. After his mating I must, Yes the dark side of the corn I feel growing is."

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[Back to Ronard Mormont POV]

I entered my room, a couple of hours after my disgusting conversation with the entitled king wannabe piece of shit.

Daenerys was currently brushing up her morning hair as I entered, her beautiful long silver hair barely covering her tits.

"You didn't wake me up," Daenerys said, but the tone was more of a question that a statement.

"You looked so peaceful sleeping, so I thought you deserved a good long rest," I nodded as I walked into the bathroom, feeling Daenerys looking at me from behind, her eyes drifting slowly into my ass.

"So you finally found the best ass is Westeros," I chuckled as she blushed looking away, "Hey you can look and touch or bite is yours after all,"

"I might," Daenerys giggled, surprisingly teasing me back.

"Haha," I chuckled.

After having breakfast with my wife I started to machinate the best path to the Iron Throne, with or without me Westeros would go into war, I knew that much, King Robert would die, and soon after Ned Stark will see the fruits of his idiocy.

If I started my campaign for the throne now, I would make myself the sole target, and while I was somewhat confident in myself, it would be a suicide, but if I waited for them to start their own wars, it would be easy for me to dismantle them, a broken kingdom is easier to defeat.

Not to count I also had Daenerys by my side, and she probably was the only one able to hatch my dragon eggs.

As I was deep in thought, a raven flew into my lap "Hrmmmm. Bad news I bring, plotting the fake dragon is, Hrrmmm. Take care of him we must. Yrsssss."

Raven Yoda, was back, good thing Disney doesn't have inter dimensional lawyers, "So the entitled gecko is plotting, what an unexpected development, and by unexpected I mean I totally knew it would happen,"

Raven Yoda...Roda? took a step forward, "Hrmmm. At your call the corn order is, cornbringer. Yrsssss."

"Very well," I chuckled, and how could I not, "Hey do you think you can fly with a robe? I kinda want to dress you up with a small Yedi robe,"